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Zhou Han's face turned even paler.

"Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, I know you are extremely smart, please help me this time!"

"In that case, please take me back to the inner house to see who has the problem."

"As for Mrs. Jiang, she will stay here. My husband will practice martial arts, and no one else can get close to her."

Zhao Yang looked at the few people Zhou Han had brought and said, "Sir, please take these people back with you. If you are at home, you can take care of your wife."

"Okay, you all can leave with me."

When they arrived at Zhou's house, Zhao Yang followed Zhou Han out of the carriage.

Generations of the Zhou family have lived in this county, and he chose to come back after he obtained meritorious service.

He doesn't usually live in the county government office, but in the Zhou family's old house.

Although Zhao Yang has known Zhou Han for a while, he is not very familiar with him personally.

After listening to Zhou Han for a while, Zhao Yang grasped the key point.

"So Mrs. Jiang is Lord Zhou's later wife?" she asked carefully.

"Yes, I had a wife whom I married by fingertips in my early years. However, she was in poor health and left me very early. A few years later, I met Rou'er, and then I married Rou'er home."

It didn't sound like there was anything wrong, but Zhao Yang asked a lot: "I wonder if your ex-wife left any descendants for you?"

"I have a daughter who is almost fourteen now. She usually studies and embroiders at home and doesn't go out very often."

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Zhou has a daughter."

Zhao Yang really didn't know anything about this.

Usually I only see Zhou Han and Jiang Rou'er being affectionate and affectionate, but I never thought that Zhou Han had a daughter hiding at home.

"What is the character of Mr. Zhou's daughter?"

"Here, what does Mrs. Zhao mean by this? Yuan Nuo is usually obedient and obedient, but she is also timid and afraid of getting into trouble. There is absolutely no way she would do anything to Rou'er." Zhou Han immediately explained to his daughter.

"Well, don't get me wrong, Mr. Zhou. Now we have to find the truth. Everyone is suspicious. To put it bluntly, you are also suspicious, Sir."

Zhou Han choked, Zhao Yang was indeed not polite at all.

"Yes, yes, Madam Zhao is right. I just think Yuannuo is unlikely, so that's why I said this."

"Let the servants who usually take care of the wife gather here first."

Zhou Han had no sense of propriety at this time and it was all up to Zhao Yang to make the decision.

Zhao Yang also wanted to solve the problem, so when he was waiting for someone to call someone, he asked Xiaoyu to take him to the room where Jiang Rouer lived.

"Xiaoyu, let me ask you, how is the relationship between Yuannuo and Madam?"

"Miss Yuannuo and Madam have a good relationship, neither very good nor very bad. Miss Yuannuo has a cold temperament and is unwilling to approach people. At the beginning, Madam wanted to get along well with Miss Yuannuo."

"So that's it. So, Miss Yuannuo doesn't like Madam very much?"

Xiaoyu shook his head, "This slave doesn't know, but Miss Yuannuo has the same attitude towards the master. So I can't tell whether I like him or not."

"Indifferent young lady." Zhao Yang concluded, "So, what do you young ladies like to do?"

"Miss, she likes to read and spends most of her time studying in the house. Although the master wants her to learn embroidery, she is not very willing."

"I don't want to embroider, I just like reading. She is a very special young lady."

"Ms. Zhao, you suspect she is a young lady..."

"I didn't say that." Zhao Yang denied, "Tell me about you. Are you your wife's dowry girl?"

"Yes, I have followed Madam since I was a child."

"Looking at you, you are much younger than Madam. How could Madam choose a girl who is younger than you as a dowry?"

Generally, the girls who are given as dowries are of the same age as the young lady who is getting married. It is indeed rare to see someone like Xiaoyu.

"It's because I have a good relationship with Madam."

"how old are you?"

Xiaoyu bit his lip and said, "Sixteen."

"16-year-old girl, your wife is 28 years old this year and has been married to Mr. Zhou for ten years. So you became a dowry girl at the age of six and came to the Zhou family with your wife?"

"Yes."

"At six years old, it would be an understatement to say that you are your wife's sister."

"Ms. Zhao, what do you mean? You are slandering my wife!"

"But saying you are Madam's sister, how is that a slander?" Zhao Yang was a little confused as to why the other party reacted so strongly.

Xiaoyu's face turned ugly, "I am a slave, how can I be my lady's sister?"

"It's strange, you are really protective of your wife."

"Madam is always kind to me, so I will naturally protect her."

Zhao Yang continued to ask, "What specific aspects of your wife are good to you?"

Xiaoyu has seen Zhao Yang in normal times, but he has never seen her so aggressive.

She stood there, a little aggrieved, "Why is Madam Zhao so difficult for others?"

"How can this be considered an embarrassment? You said your wife is good to you, but now your wife is in danger, and you are not willing to help find the murderer?"

"My slave is willing. Madam treats me well, which is reflected in the reward she usually gives to me. Madam also said that when I reach 20 years old, she will let me get married, and she also said that she will prepare a dowry for me."

"She is a good lady." Zhao Yang nodded affirmatively.

Xiaoyu explained helplessly, "So I don't know who the madam offended to cause such a disaster."

"Tell me what happened before my wife gave birth that day."

"Okay, when I got up that morning, the lady asked for soup, so I went to the kitchen to get the soup for the lady."

"What soup?"

"It's Madam's favorite lotus root soup."

"Does Madam have to drink lotus root soup every morning?"

Xiaoyu denied, "That's not true. Madam has not wanted to drink lotus root soup for several days, but because Madam likes it, the kitchen always keeps it."

"It's no big deal, let's continue talking." Zhao Yang motioned for the other party to continue.

"I went to the kitchen to get soup and came back, but Madam said she didn't want to drink it anymore, and she didn't even want to use it for breakfast. I was worried and wanted to persuade Madam to eat something, but Madam lost her temper." When Xiaoyu said this, he also Some looked confused.

"Does your wife often lose her temper?"

Xiaoyu shook his head, "No, Madam has always been gentle. I don't know what happened that day. This was the first time I saw Madam so angry, and I was a little scared."

"The lady then said she wanted to go out for a walk. The slave didn't dare to let the lady walk alone, so she followed behind. But the lady became even more angry. She refused to let the slave follow, and asked the slave to go back to get her things, so the slave went back."

Zhao Yang dug deeper into each question, "Did you see anyone on the way back?"

"No, I didn't see anyone along the way. There are not many servants at home. If I saw you, I would definitely remember it."

"Then where did you and Madam separate?"

Yu'er also talked about the day's events in detail.

"At the entrance of the garden, Madam usually likes to take a walk in the garden. She is about to give birth recently. Madam Zhao previously told her to exercise appropriately to facilitate childbirth, so Madam takes a walk every day."

"She didn't see anyone else. After she went for a walk in the garden, she fell down."

"It's really, really weird..."